Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Panama and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Warren Ellis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Model 500,
Lower 48,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Erasure,
Zapp,
Faust,
Make Up,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Qualms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Infiniti,
Bush Tetras,
The New Christs,
Unrelated Segments,
Trumans Water,
Amon Düül,
Soft Machine,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Pretty Things,
Technova,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Dead C,
David Axelrod,
The Remains,
Bobby Byrd,
Connie Case,
Ornette Coleman,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash,
China Crisis,
The Five Americans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-Ray Spex,
10cc,
Roxy Music,
The Gap Band,
Desert Stars,
Freddie Wadling,
Sun Ra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sarah Menescal,
Henry Cow,
Aswad,
Ossler,
Panda Bear,
Depeche Mode,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
Peter & Gordon,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Sneak,
EPMD,
Archie Shepp,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.